We packed up camp and headed for Madison, where we could get on Interstate 90. We stopped at a Starbucks in Madison so that I could update my blog and Paul could do some homework. The car started making a funny metal-on-metal noise yesterday, I noticed it as we arrived in New Glarus. At our […]

Once again, I have to apologize for the lack of pictures. Since we spent most of the day on Interstate 90, there was literally nothing interesting to see. If you’re only here for the pictures, the above is all I can supply. One of the fine attributes of the Dunewood campground that I forgot to […]

Not much to say here. We tried once more to pay for our campsite, but there was still no one to take our money. Oh well. We started out across the midwest. My dad was born in the Midwest and every time I visit, I can see why he left. It isn’t the place for […]

I woke up freezing, at first light at the Gold Beach Campground. Not wanting to greet the day at four AM, I burrowed deeper into my sleeping bag (I wish I were a shorter person) and zipped it clear over my head. In my mind I kept telling myself that I was being a wuss, […]

Brrrr. Our first night was a little cooler than either of us expected. Unfortunately, Paul doesn’t have a sleeping bag designed for spring camping. He suffered considerably more than I did (thanks Mom and Dad for the 0 degree sleeping bag!). Once we were up and had out tents packed, Paul took off for a […]

With a lurch and a bang, we were finally off! Before we departed we attached our GoPro to the roof of the car, setting it to take a picture once ever 10 seconds. Our first stop this morning was Dysart’s, a Maine staple gas station/rest stop. The purpose of our visit was three fold. Dysart’s […]

What an eventful week for our little road trip. Since I arrived Paul has graduated and packed his entire apartment into the back of his Buick “Adelaide.” Paul’s uncle, Bill, has been helping Paul replace various broken parts on his car for several months. Maine requires a warrant of vehicle fitness, or an “inspection” in […]

Arriving in Maine was a relief. My final flight, from JFK to Portland wasn’t terrible. I sat next to a stereotype (pretentious business guy, balding, in a cheap suit, with a leather bag, and sunglasses that cost more than my laptop). He kept trying to fall asleep on my shoulder. Awkward. The Portland airport was refreshingly […]

A flight is a funny way to start a road trip. I flew out from SeaTac for JFK last night, just before 10PM. Flight has always made me giddy. I love planes, and as frustrating as airports can be, I love air travel. This marks my first time flying JetBlue. Paul has made this flight […]